He glanced down the street and noticed the Penny's familiar gait. Raising a hand in greeting, Orsino also picked up on the fact that she seemed uncomfortable and strangely insular. Her gaze was fixed on the ground before her and she was fiddling with her cardigan. Having something a of knack for reading body language, he thought that such a level of discomfort seemed a bit extreme. Especially considering this was Penny they were talking about.
Moving away from the wall, he met her halfway along the sidewalk.
"Hey," Orsino said, looking at her to try and figure out what the problem was. Had this really bothered her so much? "I hope you brought your appetite. I'm going to look like a pig if not."